Lyric You Make Me Feel Like I Need A Psychiatric Evaluat

Where s my freedom?
Pick me up.
I fell off the wagon again like clockwork.
Where s my freedom?
Wash away the times we stripped our feelings naked.
Now, you ve got to know that there s been times when everything just seemed to fall in.
Where s my freedom?
I forget the times we shared a single mattress.
Where s my freedom?
White it out, the times we shared those epic glances.
Now, just fade away.
I can t be free.
You ve locked me down and ran off with my...